Chapter 347: Three hundred fifty one

Chapter 347 Chapter 351: Drama (I have a small goal~~~)
The Han family man walks between heaven and earth, admitting mistakes and paying them back if you have grace!
Since the blood can't run in the underground palace, if it weren't for his carelessness, he would first suppress the demon king with the spirit-binding formation again. This kind of omission could appear, but he thinks that the last suppression has already changed the spirit of the guardian world. He was extremely weak. If the Demon King’s soul was scattered because of his suppression, it would not be worth the loss, because even the Shenlong soul could not withstand the continuous suppression of the Great Bound Spirit Formation.
Therefore, under the balance, he directly activated the spirit-binding formation, and wanted to overcome the spirit of the world to directly suppress the blood god, and it became such a situation.
But Han Shishengzi has never been ashamed as he is now. He was pointed to the nose and cursed for waste, but after all, it was his fault. Although Ji Fu's expression was extremely ugly, he insisted on explaining, "I didn't think of the spirit of the demon king. So strong, I was able to break free when I mobilized the bound spirit formation, but it was not just you that was lost, I also lost the blood and soul, and even a small spirit world!"
But how can this explanation be able to convince Tang Luo, the hysterical youth laughed wildly, a few tears overflowed in the corner of his eyes, and angrily said: "Loss, what can you lose in Han, how many of you like this little spirit world, eighty? Still fifty!?"
Looking at the other person’s seemingly incomprehensible truth, Ji Fu also felt bored in his heart, frowning: "Such a child's posture is really disgusting! I came to you this time to tell you clearly about this. Although I have not been able to suppress the blood god, the three million spiritual grasses and treasures I promised will not change every year! I hope you can also keep your promise!"
Since it was his mistake that caused the little spirit world to drift into the void, he would never deny it, but he still wanted to strive for Tang Luo's combat power, because in just a dozen days of effort, the opponent's aura was already It seems that he will be able to recover his cultivation at the pinnacle of the mortal in more than a year. This qualification and speed of practice are still the best in the past and present, plus the immortal combat body and secret scrolls he has obtained now. , It can be imagined that this person will surely become a great master in a hundred years.
How many martial arts masters can there be in the world, and the person in front of him can almost reserve the position of a master or even a powerful king, how can Ji Fu not try to win.
"Shit promise!" Tang Luo roared: "I'll help you fight Anjia, and then my home is overturned, you think so beautiful!"
He was so persuasive, but he was repeatedly insulted, and the clay figurines were three-pointed angry, not to mention the holy son of the Han family.
It’s just the teachings of the family that made him understand that the more angry you are, the more calm you are. Ji Fu’s eyes are surging and coldly asked: "Then how are you doing!?"
"I want you to return the Little Spirit World!!!" Tang Luo slammed his palms on the parliament table, cracks spread from his hands, and the huge solid wood parliament table shakes the broken jade pieces flying around.
With such a provocative action, Ji Fu's anger also flourished. He stood up, his eyes almost bursting into flames: "Don't be too much! The little spirit world is drifting in the void now, who knows when the spirit of the protector is reborn. Where will it drift? Every year three million spiritual herbs plus an elixir that nourishes the indestructible battle body, this is my bottom line. If you are still stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Relentless!?" Tang Luo laughed wildly: "How can you be ruthless, or we will die together, anyway, a hundred years later, it will be a situation of death, it is better to die together now!"
"Presumptuous!" Great Elder Tang Siyuan said angrily, and a golden palm fell from the sky and pressed Tang Luo on the table: "How can life be as desired in this world, but you will be so ghoulish in an accident. If you are fined, you will be confined to the mountain for three. Years, in order to be effective!"
Just now Ji Fu was insulted and threatened again, almost moved really angry, thinking angrily if the Tang family were as unreasonable as Tang Luo, he would really not be able to cooperate with them, but at this time Seeing the jealous young man being suppressed by the golden palm on the table, he only felt very happy, and he was indescribably refreshed.
At this moment, the Tang clan chief who had not spoken also spoke.
"Master Ji." Tang Zhi said calmly: "You and I know that the matter of the little spirit world is just an accident, and I and the elders will be considerate. Then do what Master Ji said."
"Heh!" Ji Fu glanced at Tang Luo, who was immovable by the golden palm on the table, sneered and bowed his hand to Tang Zhi: "After all, the Tang family still has someone who can reason. The promise to play a hundred years later , Can Patriarch Tang agree?"
"Naturally, the big man will make a promise in the world. If the Han clan starts a war against Anjia, my Tang clan must send an additional staff to the scene, and Tang Luo must be there." Tang Zhi bowed his hands back.
Since Ji Fu met the Tang Clan, there has never been a time when the negotiation was so satisfactory, and he has been in contact with Tang Luo many times. In addition to his righteous brother Xu Laoying, there are still people who can suppress this madman. At a loss. But Xu Laoying was called to the Royal Beast Sect a few days ago, and he had a vague premonition.
To say that everything in this world, once you have a bad premonition, it can always develop in the worst direction. The things that have been discussed in the little spirit world are actually at the last moment because of a demon king’s blew up Overturned again, and this time, if it weren't for the Tang family to grow up, there was no way to predict how terribly Tang Luo this lunatic would tear things up.
Three years of confinement, great!
Ji Fu nodded in satisfaction. A few days ago, he had handed over all the goods of the original caravan to Xiao Zheng. Now the caravan he brought with him is all the materials in the treasure house of the spirit world, and this time he returned to the north. After Mang made up the secrets, his strength will usher in another skyrocket, so he now feels like an arrow, and directly said to Tang Zhi: "I will send a caravan to Xiling before the end of the year. At that time, Xiao Clan Xiao Zheng will contact the Tang Patriarch, if nothing else, I will leave!"
"Master Ji, please!" Tang Zhi went around the door of the chamber, as if to send Ji Fu out.
The leader of the wealthy clan led the way. Ji Fu smiled in his eyes. He finally felt the feeling of the holy son of the holy land. When he walked to Tang Luo who was suppressed by the golden palm, he said "heh" with disdain, and walked out of the chamber door. Tang Zhi, the patriarch of the Tang clan, under the gaze of the Tang clan members, sent him all the way to the gate of the clan.
"Tang Patriarch, please send it here." Ji Fu waved his hand, although he was a little down when he came to the Tang clan, but when he left, he was still in line with the scenery of the saint son, and half of the little spirit world materials were exchanged for a martial arts. The Grand Master came to help, and also recognized a saint son and righteous brother. He felt that this trip to Xiling was really not a loss, and even the senses for Tang Zhi were excellent.
When Tang Zhi heard Ji Fu's words, he bowed his hand and said: "Then send it here, Master Ji has a good journey."
Ji Fu nodded and walked outside the gate of the sect. The five powerful men headed by Ji Qing had already been waiting at the gate of the sect in the Longxiang chariot. When they boarded the chariot, the door opened automatically and he turned around. Towards Tang Zhi, who was still standing at the gate of the sect, said, "Patriarch Tang, goodbye!"
The silver Dragon Xiang chariot left with the son of the Han family, and Tang Zhi smiled back to the chamber of the Zongsuo.
Tang Luo, who should have been suppressed by the giant golden palm, was sitting in a chair with one hand on his side and his face was bored, while the great elder Tang Siyuan, who had just fined him in confinement for three years, sat aside gently.
Seeing Tang Zhi entering the room, Tang Luo asked hesitantly: "Just now, was the play too much?"
　Dear readers, I think so. Look, I already have a monthly pass for Chapter 138. Can you help me make it 200 before the end of the month? So that I can feel my progress? I love you fat writer
　　
　
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